My youth romance is always confusing

weekend.

The sword of Damocles hanging over the students' heads finally fell, and the midterm test ended amid widespread wailing.

Whether it was Yuigahama, who was not fully prepared, or Yukino, who was full of confidence, they all tried their best.

But as high school students, one midterm test was not enough to stop them, so even though they had just finished the midterm test, Hachiman still went to the cram school he had booked before to take make-up lessons.

High school students have to race against time.

Komachi also had to go out for cram school today, so Mitsuki was the only one left at the Hikigaya house, which was rare.

After breakfast, Mitsuki studied in her room wearing the new clothes she had just bought.

Today her brothers and sisters are all out, so as a child she naturally cannot run around.

She is still waiting to finish her studies so that she can do her housework.

After all, how can I not express anything when I receive such a beautiful gift?

She sat down in front of a chair and opened the elementary school textbook.

I flipped through the pages quickly, reviewing the knowledge I had learned before.

Because she hadn't read much in the past few days, the previous knowledge was easily forgotten.

Miyue's two milky white hands were flipping the pages of the book back and forth. The early summer morning passed by minute by minute, accompanied by the rustling sound of the papers.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a banging sound in the kitchen, followed by the sound of an iron basin falling to the ground.

The sound of steel hitting the floor made a crisp sound, which immediately brought Mitsuki back to her senses while she was still immersed in her studies.

"Wha...what?"

She was a little scared. There was only one child at home, and if something really happened, she would be powerless to resist.

——Could it be that a thief broke in?

Mitsuki swallowed and wanted to go out and take a look.

But then she thought, if there really was a thief coming in, shouldn't she hide? If she went out and ran into him, she would be doomed.

No, no, you can’t go out yet.

The little girl's body could not give her any sense of security, she could only pray that her brothers and sisters would come back soon.

Although there was a telephone at home, it was in the living room. If I went out so rashly, I would easily run into the thief.

It would be better to hide in the house and wait for the thief to finish looting and leave.

Miyue calmed herself down and looked out the window.

There are anti-theft nets installed on the windows. Even an elementary school student cannot climb out and can only stay in the room.

——But what if he wasn’t a thief?

An idea once again emerged in Miyue's mind.

Her mind immediately became active again.

If it wasn't a thief, then it was probably just something that was knocked onto the floor.

Maybe...rat?

Well, rats are scary too.

But compared to thieves, mice seem so gentle.

Miyue secretly opened the door a crack and silently observed the world outside, not daring to make any sound.

However, the outside was no different from when Hachiman and the others went out in the morning, and the shoes placed aside had not been moved. However, this might only be because her room was closer to the inside and she could not see outside.

After confirming that there was no one around, Miyue became a little bolder. She mustered up her courage and opened the gap in the door a little wider.

Then, slowly, open the entire door.

"Bang!"

Just as she was about to step out of the room, there was another noise coming from the kitchen.

Miyue was so scared that she quickly retreated back into the house.

What on earth is this? Thief or rat, please speak up.

Poor Mitsuki didn't realize that if mice could talk, they would be countless times more terrifying than thieves.

Feeling uneasy, she hid in the room, hoping that the strange noise would pass quickly.

The originally refreshing morning has now fallen into this state.

In the Hikigaya family's house, the girl is praying.

After a long while, there was no movement in the room.

Now Miyuki was sure that at least it was not a thief. If it was a thief, there should at least be the sound of footsteps.

In the current situation, that is definitely not the case.

So she mustered up her courage, took the book in her hand as a weapon, and quietly pushed open the door.

To be on the safe side, she did not rush to the place where the sound came from, but chose to go to the door first.

Miyue tiptoed around the living room, and along the way she looked more like a thief.

She walked past the sofa, table and chairs and reached the door. She found the floor was very clean, without any footprints of someone coming in without taking off their shoes.

And judging from the state of the door lock, it doesn't look like anyone has come in.

She leaned forward and carefully observed the distribution of dust on the ground with her eyes.

There is nothing uneven.

That means no one has come in here since Hachiman and the others left.

Because after breakfast, she had mopped the floor at home, and if an outsider came in, there would definitely be traces left.

Thinking of this, Miyue breathed a sigh of relief.

"Whoo~"

The chest, which had originally seemed to be slightly floating due to holding the breath, returned to its usual calm level after he exhaled a long breath.

Miyue put on slippers and walked more freely around the house, but considering that there might be mice or something, she still didn't want to alert them.

After all, that kind of thing jumps around everywhere and can easily mess up the house.

What she needs is to kill the opponent with one strike. Even if she can't kill him, she must completely control his actions.

Miyue glanced at the kitchen where the noise came from and chose not to go over immediately.

She walked back to the living room and study silently, moved a pile of unused old books as a barrier, and directly blocked the outside of the kitchen.

Humph, you can't escape this time.

Mitsuki had a confident smile on her face and held the book in her hand a little tighter.

He walked towards the kitchen with graceful steps.

Out of consideration for the maintenance of household items, Mitsuki did not choose any drastic action. After all, it would be bad if the pots and pans were broken.

Having made all the necessary preparations, Mitsuki no longer concealed her steps and walked into the kitchen.

An iron basin was lying on the ground, which should be the culprit of the previous noise.

Ignoring it, Mitsuki searched the study room with sharp eyes, trying to find the murderer who destroyed the kitchen.

She searched along the corner of the wall.

Behind the cabinet, no.

Behind the cutting board. No.

Behind the pool, no.

Strange? Where did it go? Could it be that the wind blew the iron basin away?

Just when Miyue began to doubt her judgment, a furry thing in the corner of the wall caught her eye.

hairy?

That must be a mouse!

He tightly grasped the deformed book with his right hand, twisted it into a stick, and hit the furry ball hard.

"Meow!!!!"

The white furry ball let out a heart-wrenching scream the moment it was hit by the book in Miyue's hand.

Then it turned into a beam of light and rushed out of the kitchen. Mitsuki's previous attempts to stop it were of no use.

However, Mitsuki couldn't care about that now.

She tilted her dazed little head, the screams of the creature still echoing in her ears.

"Meow?"

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"Hahaha! You actually mistook it for a mouse."

Hachiman stroked the somewhat angry Kamakura, his hands as gently as possible.

"Hush~hush~"

Kamakula's voice was also drawn out, as if he was expressing his dissatisfaction.

I looked at Miyue in front of me and found that her face was blushing and I didn't know what to say.

This guy actually mistook the cat for a mouse. What was he thinking?

Now Kamakula still stuck his butt out and pointed his tail towards Mizuki, refusing to pay any attention to her.

Of course she did, since she had beaten it up.

"Hug...sorry"

Seeing Miyue admitting her mistake, I didn't know what to say to her.

What's more, it wasn't me who was beaten.

Besides, Kamakula has become a little cocky recently, so it would be good to teach it a lesson so that it doesn't have to look down on people at home all day long.

Perhaps realizing that the person holding him had no good intentions towards him, Kamakura's ears twitched, and then he immediately jumped off Hachiman's legs, rushed into Komachi's room, and never came out again.

I patted my hands that were covered with cat hair. "It's my fault, actually. You stayed in your room for the past two days and I didn't let you see it. In fact, every year at this time, Kamakula would retreat into his room and be too lazy to come out."

I patted Miyue's little head and helped her pack up her things.

"By the way, do you want to go out and play tomorrow?"

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